You cut the mic. And that's what she did. Well, you know, listen... If you don't have anything to say, you blab. You just go on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and ...

I might blab a bit. Which is not to say I can’t be trusted. Your secret is safe with me. But make sure you tell me it’s a secret. Why do we do this? Why do we blab? It’s a shortcut to ...